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Happy Birthday Teach.
Hope you have many more!
BTW there’s bloody marys in the back for people who would like. 🙂
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Morning FBC, you’ve got two identical diaries up … doesn’t mean the BooTrib community is split down the middle like the nation, does it?
A happy New Year to you …
"But I will not let myself be reduced to silence."If only we could get rid of Bush as easily.
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for the new political year 2007 with Democrats in a majority.
"But I will not let myself be reduced to silence."Thank you, FM. Happy New Year! I’ll pass on the bloody Mary’s.
Happy B’day again Teach. You might want to reconsider. Cake and bloody mary’s might be a new taste sensation. 🙂
I’ve never been one for mixed drinks. I was fond of rum and coke in the 80’s, but as the rum portion crept up on the coke, I decided to stop. Bloody Mary’s, the their virgin, or Immaculate form, always remind of the cocktails my grandmother would fix for us when I spent the night at her house. She’d make a stiff 7 and 7 for herself and a virgin 7 and 7 for me. Still love that cherry juice.
Have some ice cream with you cake?
Morning Andi.
Hope you had fun last night.
I had a very nice evening — now if I could just figure out wotthehell I’m doing up.
The reason you’re up. Geezerhood dear Andi, geezerhood.
but it would have been nice if it had relented a bit on the wake-up time to accommodate the non-geezer bed time.
Even if it had, I’m sure you would had been woken up to carry certain family member outside for a walk. 🙂
Jim needs to be carried outside? To go for a walk? Too bad for him — he’s way too heavy for me.
Poor Jim. I guess he’ll have to suffer.
I bet the dogs didn’t care that you had been up later than usual. LOL
The dogs cared that they had to spend the evening outside. Sniff was especially torn up that he didn’t get to welcome in the New Year with the love of his life, the couch.
Thank you, andi. Thanks for going to all the trouble. You know, when I posted those Philadelphia pictures, it was early in the morning, and I couldn’t sleep in my m-i-l’s lousy, hammocky guest bed. Olivia had posted pictures of her rural birthplace, and everyone was oohing and ahhing. It was pretty, but it doesn’t resonate to me like cities do. So I googled my old neighborhood of Olney in Philadelphia. The first picture I hit was of trolleys at an intersection about a mile and half from where I lived until I was 14. The picture was even from the right time. I strongly recommend the practice I have named Googlagia, or maybe Nostalgooglia.
My old neighborhood is only 70 miles away so it’s pretty easy for me to visit it. Sadly my two favorite places are both gone (the Broadway Branch Library and the Uptown Movie Theater).
I loved the neighborhood pictures you posted that night!!!!
It is interesting to see where people grew up.
Where I grew up until I was 13, the people who bought the farm tore down every building and cut down ever tree. It’s nothing now but big soy bean or cotton fields. Last time I was by there I couldn’t even tell where our house used to be.
My parents live in three places in Philadelphia before buying the home I lived in from age 3 through 14. All three of the other places were torn down during hospital expansions. I once commented to my folks that its pretty sad when you leave places so torn up, they have to build a hospital on them to heal the wounds. (I was a caustic youth.) On the other hand, the house still stands (as of seven years ago.) The neighborhood is a dangerous, run-down place, but my old house has been wonderfully kept up and improved by an Indian immigrant family.
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H a p p y N e w Y e a r
To all BooTribbers
a plentiful dose of it all!
"But I will not let myself be reduced to silence."Good morning Oui.
Hope you had a good night last night and a good year ahead.
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Simply said: oui.
Best to you and all your loved ones.
"But I will not let myself be reduced to silence."And may your new year’s wishes come true for all.
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People living in the Netherlands are so fortunate.
In the new year my thoughts are with those families and children, living in wartorn regions throughout the world and the less fortunate living in our own community or very neighborhood. Changing the world often starts in one’s own heart.
Have a wonderful and peaceful 2007!
"But I will not let myself be reduced to silence."Good afternoon and Happy New Year, Oui!
Happy Birthday Teach!!!! It seems great minds really do think a like since I did this design the day I found out today was your birthday. LOL
Happy New Years to ALl!!!!
Thanks for the kind thoughts and design. I enjoy seeing you designs, RF. Keep up the good work.
Thanks!!!
Morning Refinish.
Morning FamilyMan!!! Happy New Year to you and please give FMom a New Year’s hug from me.
Same to you Refinish and will do with the hug to FMom. That is when she wakes up. I think she stayed up to watch the new year come in. I was asleep by 10:30 last night. 🙂
Unaccustomed as I am to public speaking and to being awake this early on a holiday, I would like to thank everyone sincerely and simultaneously, before preparing and drinking my morning cup of strong, Irish tea. Then I will return to do the polite thing and thank each person individually. (I was raised right, in some ways at least). Before I go take the kettle off the burner, I do have to single out andi for special thanks. The graphic is very clever. I thought I put some of those clips online when everyone was sleeping and I was alone in the lounge in the wee, small hours. Thanks again, all, and Happy New Year!
Happy Birthday Teach!!! and enjoy you cuppa
Thank you, RF. Happy New Year!
It was fun doing it (and a large part of the fun is the scavenger hunt for images to use).
I hope you have a great birthday.
And now I really feel like a schmuck, no, maybe even a putz for not thanking you properly for my wonderful birthday graphic.
Good morning, Andi. A peaceful, green new year to you, Jim and the dogs and at least 365 walks filled with new discoveries of your woodland oasis.
Don’t be silly. You’re enjoyment of the cafe was the thanks.
And thank you for the new year’s wishes. And here’s to a fine year for you with plenty of love and fun and no kids in the hospital.
It’s way to early to tell what they day will be like. I am actively tomorrow. I’m awake at this ridiculous hour because of a horrible nightmare that was pure anxiety about tomorrow’s first day back to school after the chaos of Friday a week. I didn’t realize how worried I was about it until I relaxed my guard while sleeping and the anxiety took over.
Damn, I broke the x key on my keyboard. Looks like I need another birthday present.
Sorry about the nightmare!!! Here is hoping that the rest of teh school year is fabulous, your students attentive, and the administration forth coming with funds. LOL
Now I’m the one ROTFLOL!
Thought you would like that one.
Just avoid Xs. Reminds me of David Sedaris as a young gay lad in grammar school trying to avoid words containing “S” – way harder than X.
He’d say “I can’t find my right glove and my left glove” – instead of I lost my gloves.
I think I’ll try y-1, as in, ne(y-1)t, or an(y-1)iety.
What a surreal night – lying in bed at midnight, the windows wide open to the 66 degree air (it never went any lower) throwing the blanket off because it was too hot, listening to fireworks both near and distant, then only the sound of the gusty winds and rain. Really cool.
and fair warning NC New Years are not always that way. I remember one when the temps where in the teens and with wind chill below zero. LOL
This is my 5th one here and the first warm one. We’ve had no significant cold weather except for a few early mornings in the 20s.
for several weeks (unless it comes down as snow) is what I’d like to see in the new year but according to the NWS, I’m not getting my wish.
I had to do a lot of searching, but I found the image of you and KS that you wanted hidden forever.
No, not that one – this one.
Now use your powers of imagination to transform the pinata into the principal of your choosing. Then – WHACK!
You scared me for a minute there. The picture of me dressed as a piñata is embarrassing enough.
LOL
And thank you for the birthday greetings. We can commiserate over the futility of having a birthday near Christmas. I had only one as a child and it was with all my ancient Scottish relatives. My father was the only one of his generation to have kids. (My mother did the hard part.) So family birthdays tended to be somber meals with hard of hearing, elderly Scottish immigrants. The one time my family had a party for me, my great uncle Charlie quietly died at the dinner table. He closed his eyes and drifted off, coming to rest peacefully, face down in his mashed turnips. My sister and I were hustled out of the room so that we wouldn’t wake Uncle Charlie from his nap.
OMG. We need to throw you a birthday party so you have better birthday memories.
Not a problem, we Scot’s aren’t shaken up by a little thing that. Besides, I was a wee lad, and didn’t realize he had died for several years. My parents didn’t believe in kids going to funerals and Uncle Charlie was pretty grumpy, so we didn’t see much of him. My parents just didn’t mention his death and I didn’t notice. I didn’t even know it had happened until my older sister brokr it to me a few years later. She told me I was cursed and people died at my birthday parties. I checked with my chagrined parents, who verified the facts of Charlie’s death. I turned the tables on my sister, though. I spent the whole birthday dinner pointing at her and grinning maniacally. My mother finally made me stop, but until my sister was pretty shaken up. Cursing your sister over Betty Crocker Lemon cake and Lemon frosting, ah the warm family memories!
Poor Uncle Charlie. Turnips? God, at least it could have been the birthday cake.
My father died an ugly death on my sister’s 11th birthday. That sucked.
ROTFLMAO!!!! Now that would have been a classic moment.
The man was a Scot. He loved turnips. My mom made them especially for him. Just remember, somewhere out there is a tuber with your name on it.
Sorry about bringing up that memory. Charlie’s death was very peaceful.
It’s not a bad memory. It’s something of a family joke because every year after that on my sister’s birthday, my grandmother would say “you know what today is, don’t you?” and Lanie would roll her eyes. So we always wish her a happy birthday and she’ll say – but you know what today is, don’t you?
We make jokes about not eating the turnips.
I’d be tempted to use it as a threat. As in “don’t do that again or you’ll be eating the turnips!”
Reminds me of an old joke.
1st woman: “I’m sorry to hear that your husband, Bernie, died.”
2nd woman: “Thank you for you kind thoughts, my dear. He was my 4th husband, you know.”
1st woman: “No! What happened to the others?
2nd woman: “My first husband died from eating poison mushrooms.”
1st woman: “That’s horrible! What did your second husband die of ?”
2nd woman: “He also ate poison mushrooms.”
1st woman: (gasped) “That’s terrible! And the third ? Not …”
2nd woman: “Yes, poison mushrooms.
1st woman: “But, surely… not Bernie, too!”
2nd woman: “No, he died of a massive head trauma.”
1st woman: “Oh my God! That is so awful! How did it happen?”
2nd woman: “He wouldn’t eat his mushrooms.”
My worst birthday memory was my 30th birthday. Everyone thought big plans had been made for the night but no one talked to anyone it seems. Not one phone call, card, or present…not even from my mom because she thought I would be out partying. I did go out but by myself. LOL
When your birthday is January 1st, it’s hard to find a place to out to! I usually try to find a decent pizza place that’s open. Sounds like your 30th was a little grim. Communication, people, communication!
No problem with that anymore. I plan my own birthdays and tell people what we are doing. LOL
I have to say that I love the idea of having red hair, too, SN. Not sure I want to stand that close to Teach blindfolded with a big stick going after his principal, however!
I always pictured you as a fiery redhead. Until of course the Chicago bean picture revealed you and teach as dwarfs.
That’s Little People, if you don’t mind.
My bestest friend is a dwarf. No, really. Little People reminds me of those Fisher Price toys. 🙂 I must have stepped on a million of those in bare feet between 1981 and 1995.
Is that how your young ones learned the “naughty” words?
I’m sure that was how. 🙂
Well, no one has ever called me little – not at 5′ 9″. And I am not a red-head, alas. Dishwater blond, carefully maintained so I don’t look like my gram (the one who went stark white by the time she was 26)!
Well, I am sure they stll sell Henna rinse you can be a redhead in minutes. LOL
Sure, and I know what I’d look like, too. I’d look like shredded carrots stuck on a ping-pong ball.
LOL, KS!
Ooh, I love speaking in code!
Oh Go ON – Try it. You might like it. Now that I am older I appreciate my red hair (and will I enjoy the few remaining years I have until it turns completely gray.) Hated it as a kid though. All those awful nicknames. And we (my sister and brothers all had red hair also) felt like aliens – everyopne else had normal hair.
Happy New Years, everyone. It rained last night. Which is not normal in Green Bay Wis on Dec. 31.
I got lucky with my red hair(as did my brother and sister-dark red hair on both sides of family)as it happened to be the very very dark auburn-along with the brown eyes. Of course when younger I don’t think I appreciated it much and got tired of people asking me if I dyed my hair and then not believing me when I said no. Oddly even though I’m ah….quite a bit over 50 my hair is still red with no gray showing. At least I was never called Red or any other names lots of redheads get called.
I just got FMom fed and she’s a pissed of old woman this morning. One of my brothers and s-i-l called her at 11:50 pm last night. I thought she was staying up for the new year, but she was asleep. Of course being the good son, I told her I would have never woken her up. 🙂
Why do people do stupid things like that? They must have known she’d be asleep.
To this brother and s-i-l time has no meaning. They’ve alway run on their own time and somehow expect everyone else to be on their schedule. No problem though, FMom will be over it by this afternoon.
That’s good. Why start out the New Year mad? There’s plenty of time.
Yep I agree.
I’ve got to get the day started around here. Have a very good and happy day Teach.
Me, too. But I’ll start with a nap, I think.
Hell, even as crazy as I am, I would never call my mom that late and FMom is older than my mom. Phone calls that late in the south are usually bad news and I know that’s what older people think when teh phone rings at that time.
Happy Birthday Teach! Hope you’re having a Family Man kind of day.
Today is my first one as a full-time elected county official and, being a true-to-form bureaucrat, I’m taking the day off with pay.
Congrats again, for joining us in feeding at the public trough (quoth a former friend of mine).
I’ll wager you won’t have your new personal driver pick you up to take you to work along with your personal police guard, however. You don’t live here, or you might expect that – and have that happen, too!
I’m still waiting for my intern to show up, too.
Speaking of security, our former congresscritter, Mike Sodrel, showed up in our little burg with full security, unlike former Sen. Birch Bayh, who arrived with a 20 something driver and only a couple of us geezer Dems for protection. Very nice man, BTW.
Hope Teach is enjoying his day.
Thank you, Indy. Congratulations on beginning your political career. Do have tomorrow off as well, like the Feds do?
My latest design. I think I am going to take a nap since today I go into work 4 hours at the time I usually get off work. LOL
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Thanks, Tracy! Best Wishes for 2007.
Happy Birthday Teach.
Hope you had a great nap.
Happy Birthday..happy birthday to youuuuuuuuu. And to everyone I hope with all my heart that each and every one of you have a wonderful, peaceful, happy and healthy New Year.
Happy birthday Teach!
Spouse didn’t wake up grouchy this morning — he let me sleep in. 😉 Fortunately one of the local independent stations repeats the Rose Parade broadcast in its entirety after the original broadcast, so I’m recording it and will watch it later after football frenzy.
Trying to figure out if I’ve got enough energy to wander over to the fitness room for a brief treadmill session…not really, but I may make the effort anyway.
Hope everyone has a great start to the year…
Thanks for the birthday greetings.
Kidspeak, go forth and spoil him rotten today. 🙂
Thanks, Omir. I’ll make sure sees your post.
Enjoy!
Thanks, dada. The candle count is a little low, but considering the fire hazard, you made a wise choice.
Hope you’re having a great day!
and Happy New Year everyone!
Thanks, Olivia. You going to the Sens game today? Oh wait, it just started.
Bring your cake and ice cream over here.